LOGINThe Lunar Vows (Lexi’s POV)The Blue Moon Pack didn't do anything small, but a Royal Wedding was on a different level. The Great Hall was draped in white wolf-fur and silver silks. Thousands of candles flickered, and the scent of frankincense and pine filled the air.I stood before the full-length mirror, breathless. My dress was a masterpiece of silver lace that looked like moonlight spun into fabric. But the most important thing I wore wasn't the dress—it was the sapphire necklace Ros had given me at the Ball, and the heavy gold armbands that marked me as the reigning Alpha."You look terrifyingly beautiful," a voice said from the door.I turned to see Glow. She looked stunning in a deep emerald gown, but for the first time, she looked settled. Jackson was right behind her, looking sharp and—for once—completely sober."Is he ready?" I asked, my heart doing that familiar triple-thump."He’s pacing the altar like he’s preparing for a siege," Jackson joked. "I’ve never seen a man so eag
The Rogue’s Crown (Ros’s POV)The Blue Moon Pack territory was far too quiet for a man who had spent five years listening for the sound of hunters in the underbrush.I stood on the balcony of the Alpha’s suite, the morning mist clinging to my bare chest. In the distance, I could hear the younger wolves training—the dull thud of bodies hitting the dirt, the sharp yaps of discipline. Back in the human world, I was just a guy with a dark past and a talent for SEO writing. Here? I was a ghost story that had come to life."You're brooding again, Miller."I didn't need to turn around to know Lexi was there. Her scent—that intoxicating mix of rain and something uniquely her—hit me before she even touched me. She slid her arms around my waist from behind, pressing her cheek against the center of my back."I don't brood," I grumbled, though I couldn't help the way my heart skipped a beat. "I observe.""You look like a gargoyle," she teased, her hands wandering over the scars on my stomach. "My
(Lexi’s POV)The heavy tyres of the black SUV crunched against the gravel, finally coming to a halt before the massive, ancient iron gates of the Blue Moon Pack. For fifteen days, I had lived in a world of concrete, human rules, and hidden desires. But stepping out into the crisp morning air, the familiar, grounding scent of cedar, damp earth, and clean mountain wind rushed into my lungs, anchoring me. I was home. Yet, I wasn't the same sheltered girl who had left.Standing by the iron gates, flanked by two stone-faced pack warriors, was my uncle, Alpha Michael. He had stepped in to guide the pack and look after me after my parents' tragic deaths, carrying the weight of our lineage on his shoulders. As the car door clicked open and I stepped out onto the gravel, his gaze locked onto me. I watched his face go pale, his sharp eyes widening as he took in the undeniable shift radiating from my posture. The uncertainty that used to cloud my movements was entirely gone, replaced by a fierce
The Alpha’s Coronation (Lexi’s POV)The music was a slow, haunting cello melody, but I couldn't hear it. All I could hear was the thunder of Ros’s heart against his ribs as he pulled me into his arms. The "mate sparks" were no longer just a physical reaction; they were a physical claim, marking the air around us until the other wolves in the room backed away in sheer territorial respect."You knew," I whispered as we moved in perfect sync, my hand resting on his shoulder, feeling the iron-hard muscle beneath the expensive suit. "You knew I was there at the club. You let her hug you because you were saying goodbye."Ros spun me, his hand sliding down to the small of my back, pulling me so flush against him that I could feel the heat radiating through our layers of silk and wool. "I told her I couldn't be her guardian anymore, Lexi. I told her I found the only woman I will ever serve. The debt is paid. I am free... if you’ll have me.""I’m an Alpha, Ros," I reminded him, my voice tremb
The Midnight Waltz (Lexi’s POV)The Lockwood College ballroom was a sea of shimmering silk and false pretenses. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling like frozen tears, casting a sharp, unforgiving light on every face in the room.I stood at the top of the grand staircase, my fingers white-knuckled as I gripped the banister. Glow stood to my left, a golden sun against my midnight shadow, and Jackson was to my right, looking uncharacteristically serious in his black tux."Take a breath, Lex," Jackson whispered, leaning in. "You look like you're about to execute everyone in here.""I might," I muttered, my eyes scanning the crowd. The sapphire necklace felt heavy against my collarbone—a cold, constant reminder of the man who still hadn't shown his face.As we descended, the whispers followed us like a wake. Being the 'best friend' of the local rogue was one thing, but appearing as the undeniable Alpha I was... that changed the air in the room. I felt the predatory gazes of other shi
(Lexi's POV)The house felt like a tomb of silk and expensive perfume. Everywhere I turned, there were reminders of the night before—the lingering scent of Ros on my skin, the way my body still felt slightly heavy and cherished. But the man himself was a ghost."Stop pacing, Lex. You’re going to wear a hole in my rug," Glow said, sitting on the edge of the bed with a needle and thread, fixing a loose sequin on my dress."He hasn't called, Glow. After... after everything that happened," I gestured vaguely to the air, my face heating up. "He just left. Again."Glow looked up, her eyes softening. "He’s a Rogue, Lexi. Rogues don't know how to handle 'happily ever after' without expecting a trap. He’s probably out there making sure the world is safe for you. Or, you know, being an idiot."I looked at the dress hanging on the wardrobe. It was a deep, midnight blue—almost black—with a slit that reached my mid-thigh. It looked like the sky Ros had shown me at the lake."I feel like I'm prepar
(Ros's Pov) " so, this is your hideout? Isn't it?" Lexi says as she walks towards the racks organized on the lefthand side of the bookcase. "I don't know about hideout but it is more like an escape route for me, an imaginary world. Reading relaxes my mind. Everyone likes escaping from reality, this
(Lexi's Pov) I don't care how complicated this shit is, him and I but it feels way too nice to be here, especially with Ros. We are on the street walking slowly along with each other," Um Roshy, What is this place?" I look at the map in my hands wryly." It is Seattle, lex" Ros chuckles.okay! this pl
(Lexi's Pov)The night was long, spent tossing and turning. Not that I couldn't sleep but because I didn't want to sleep. I was having wet dreams about this sexy motherfucking Ros miller. why? Well, for obvious reasons, one he is that one sexy hot, nah smoking hot motherfucker but also because I was
(Ros's pov) My smile grows wider, " The keys are under the doormat," I shout giggling. God, I love her so much who could have thought an alpha female would be so fucking innocent and cute."what the fuck is that supposed to mean," Lexi has been following me through the whole house in short freaking o







